Earlier this year, one of my friends asked me if I had heard of a book she was reading called Nightbitch. I was familiar with it because the title is intriguing, and the cover features pieces of raw steak. OK,… Continue Reading →
I know we have been here before. I know I have said the same thing over and over. I know that you all are familiar with my feelings toward Nicolas Cage. Trust me… I know. But is that fact going… Continue Reading →